He wakes up in the morning
Puts on his bandage socks and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The march ends the march begins
Drew thinks, they look at each other
Ponders whether Dan has been drinking
But he never says a thing
And these crimes between them grow deeper
Take these chances
Get your limbs in synch and get in line
Soup's on, you up and die
Goes to visit the soldiers
They feed them well and then they forget them
Drew remembers being small
Marching with the band and dreaming
Driving along on this highway
Too bad you won't pay your cabbie
People in every direction
No shoes exchanged, no time to exchange and when
All the little Dan'ts are marching
Arms and legs and antennae waving
They all do it the same (NOT!)
What's going on with his leeegggs?

















